Eldin responds to Toren's questions, "Well... at the end of every match the arena staff quickly heal anyone who's been injured." He remembers his previous match and says, "I saw one guy who was really close to death be dragged out and quickly healed by the arena staff once. I was one of the guys who wounded him that match." The tiefling spots his little girl and says, "I don't think you're here just for the glory and gold. So What are you here for?"
The next match will feature two new faces in the arena. Fans gather round to cheer as the arena shapers do their work. Casting Stone Shape and Fabricate along with Mold Earth and Plant Growth.
The time: 3... The sun has set and darkness is now held back in the arena by lit torches and Dancing Lights. The arena is dotted with dark shadows and dim patches.
Our competitors enter... A thin but handsome man with distinctly elven features. He carries a long trident in one hand and has a shield strapped to his back. He doesn't have the build of a typical martial fighter though. A faint glow eminates from his coat pocket where there is a noticeable bulge of some object as you might see from a mages crystal or an orb. You catch the glint of a chain armor under his dark clothes. Though you don't hear the rattle of heavy armor.
From the other side of the ring, a man of average height with an athletic build. He's dressed in garb typical for a sailor. His pale skin stands in contrast to his black hair and beard. He carries a quarterstaff and has a belaying pin taken from a ship stuck under his belt. His keen eyes betray a hint of uncommon intelligence and he has a buldging satchel on the other side of his belt.
Behind him in the stands a little girl, maybe four years old, stands with the secretary and cheers loudly for her papa. (My oldest is 4 too. You better do right by her.) The announcer is rifling through some papers. He clears his throat...
"Tonight we have for you a great match! Two competitors with unknown capabilities are ready to prove their worth in this Colliseum for the first time. A human sea-farer looking to find his way in this harsh world has found his opportunity here... Torren Tickle Whiskers!"
He checks his sheet again... "His opponent, a dark wanderer. Mysterious and fascinating. He's come to show us what his exotic weapon is capable of..." Quieter, "How do you pronounce this?" "Zævrt!"
The arena has been transformed. A tall marble tower stands in a neatly gardened courtyard with marbled halls to either side. Steps drop down the short height variation into the courtyard and again into the tower. Within the tower on each side is a wooden dais offering a height advantage to anyone standing there.
(BDaddly produces character tokens that represent your characters with remarkable accuracy. 'W' and 'Æ' place them on the map in row 1 or 12, make any final preparations and roll initiative when ready.)
Eldin responds, "Yeah, I figured as much. As for myself, I'm mostly here for self-advertising. I'm a mercenary so fighting in this arena will be good for business. Either way, looks like your match will start soon enough so good luck out there."
Klong turns to Eldin. "Klong is here because tribe said they dont need music. Music makes people out of tribe happy so Klong plays drum, but also fight, because we learn that in tribe." IHe scratches his chin and slumps down in the nearest seat ready for the fight that will ensue. "I think Ticklebisquit is magic man. Klong loves magic! I do it with the music. How do you think he do magic?"
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The Soggiest DM - In campaign: Boats, Rocks & Ruffians Eira Whitefeather, Human Sorcerer/Warlock - In campaign: Death Inspectors Expanded
Roland "THUNDER HIPPO" Wolfscribe, Human Bloodhunter - In campaign: Core City: A Play-by-post Adventure
"I know how I do magic. Not too sure about him though. Maybe he's got a contract with some deity or perhaps he takes energy from nature and his surroundings. Or maybe he taps into some other source of power entirely? I'm not too sure... yet." Replies Eldin seemed to get somewhat lost in his own thoughts as he spoke. He snapped back to reality shortly after he finished talking however.
(I started writing a response while I was out and my battery died. Doh.)
(Sorry if you'd intended to act on your turn. I got the impression you were passing your turn for the sake of RP. In the future please either post your whole action or state that you will be adding more as I would indicate "(edits incoming...)" At the end of a complex post.)
(The fights are not simultaneous you are able to spectator each other. I just start new fights as others are nearing their end to limit players being left out of the action and keep things moving. (The next fight for instance is still in initiative.)
(It is Thistron's turn. You have advantage due to Zagga's Recklessness.)
Thistron strikes. Zagga stays on her feet by sheer force of her rage. She retaliates in her frenzy her first strike is deflected by the plates of Thistron's armor. The second bites in color drains from Thistron's face. Thistron moves to deal a final blow, but as he raises his weapon it slips from his hand and he slumps to the ground.
(On Zaggas previous turn she took down Viator and attacked Thistron with her second, frenzied attack. I don't think that damage is shown on your sheet.)
"Zagga and Thistron both look like they've reached the end! Thistron gets in! Zagga is somehow still on her feet! Zagga strikes! The first blow is deflected! She strikes again! Thistron is on his last leg! No! Thistron is down!"
The announcer leaps down onto the path and moves up to Zagga. He casts Healing Word on Josias and helps him to his feet.
"What an incredible show! The winners! Josias Great Lance! and Zagga the Shark!"
Eldin responds to Toren's questions, "Well... at the end of every match the arena staff quickly heal anyone who's been injured." He remembers his previous match and says, "I saw one guy who was really close to death be dragged out and quickly healed by the arena staff once. I was one of the guys who wounded him that match." The tiefling spots his little girl and says, "I don't think you're here just for the glory and gold. So What are you here for?"
(Whoops. Got ninja'd by Kweinir)
The next match will feature two new faces in the arena. Fans gather round to cheer as the arena shapers do their work. Casting Stone Shape and Fabricate along with Mold Earth and Plant Growth.
The time: 3... The sun has set and darkness is now held back in the arena by lit torches and Dancing Lights. The arena is dotted with dark shadows and dim patches.
Our competitors enter... A thin but handsome man with distinctly elven features. He carries a long trident in one hand and has a shield strapped to his back. He doesn't have the build of a typical martial fighter though. A faint glow eminates from his coat pocket where there is a noticeable bulge of some object as you might see from a mages crystal or an orb. You catch the glint of a chain armor under his dark clothes. Though you don't hear the rattle of heavy armor.
From the other side of the ring, a man of average height with an athletic build. He's dressed in garb typical for a sailor. His pale skin stands in contrast to his black hair and beard. He carries a quarterstaff and has a belaying pin taken from a ship stuck under his belt. His keen eyes betray a hint of uncommon intelligence and he has a buldging satchel on the other side of his belt.
Behind him in the stands a little girl, maybe four years old, stands with the secretary and cheers loudly for her papa. (My oldest is 4 too. You better do right by her.) The announcer is rifling through some papers. He clears his throat...
"Tonight we have for you a great match! Two competitors with unknown capabilities are ready to prove their worth in this Colliseum for the first time. A human sea-farer looking to find his way in this harsh world has found his opportunity here... Torren Tickle Whiskers!"
He checks his sheet again... "His opponent, a dark wanderer. Mysterious and fascinating. He's come to show us what his exotic weapon is capable of..." Quieter, "How do you pronounce this?" "Zævrt!"
The arena has been transformed. A tall marble tower stands in a neatly gardened courtyard with marbled halls to either side. Steps drop down the short height variation into the courtyard and again into the tower. Within the tower on each side is a wooden dais offering a height advantage to anyone standing there.
Arena 2: Tower
Key: '=' Walls, '_' Stairs (3ft), '¬' Raised platform (5ft.), '¤' Plant, '%' Door, ',' Grass, '.' Stone floor, 'A-Z' Contestants
(BDaddly produces character tokens that represent your characters with remarkable accuracy. 'W' and 'Æ' place them on the map in row 1 or 12, make any final preparations and roll initiative when ready.)
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(Sorry to interrupt RP with a wall of text. Match whenever you're ready.)
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Eldin responds, "Yeah, I figured as much. As for myself, I'm mostly here for self-advertising. I'm a mercenary so fighting in this arena will be good for business. Either way, looks like your match will start soon enough so good luck out there."
Klong turns to Eldin. "Klong is here because tribe said they dont need music. Music makes people out of tribe happy so Klong plays drum, but also fight, because we learn that in tribe." IHe scratches his chin and slumps down in the nearest seat ready for the fight that will ensue. "I think Ticklebisquit is magic man. Klong loves magic! I do it with the music. How do you think he do magic?"
Blixanix Glitterpain, Goblin Bard - In campaign: Ravnica, City of GuildsThe Soggiest DM - In campaign: Boats, Rocks & RuffiansEira Whitefeather, Human Sorcerer/Warlock - In campaign: Death Inspectors ExpandedRoland "THUNDER HIPPO" Wolfscribe, Human Bloodhunter - In campaign: Core City: A Play-by-post Adventure
"I know how I do magic. Not too sure about him though. Maybe he's got a contract with some deity or perhaps he takes energy from nature and his surroundings. Or maybe he taps into some other source of power entirely? I'm not too sure... yet." Replies Eldin seemed to get somewhat lost in his own thoughts as he spoke. He snapped back to reality shortly after he finished talking however.
(I wasn't actually done with my turn. I was just doing a little RPing before I acted. I guess it's too late to finish my turn?)
Thistron Marok, male high elf level 3 fighter
(I thought maybe you did a PM to the DM with a readied action, because Zagga and I both admitted to reading spoilers.)
(Do these fights happen simultaneously, or will Viator be able to witness the second fight?)
Oscar "Oz" Diggs, Human Technomancer Wizard (10)/Rogue (1) - Fate/False Revelation, PbP
DM, Kaden Tolgalen
(no its thistron turn so go ahead and finish it. your good)
you some times you feel like hitting a human with another human
(I started writing a response while I was out and my battery died. Doh.)
(Sorry if you'd intended to act on your turn. I got the impression you were passing your turn for the sake of RP. In the future please either post your whole action or state that you will be adding more as I would indicate "(edits incoming...)" At the end of a complex post.)
(The fights are not simultaneous you are able to spectator each other. I just start new fights as others are nearing their end to limit players being left out of the action and keep things moving. (The next fight for instance is still in initiative.)
(It is Thistron's turn. You have advantage due to Zagga's Recklessness.)
Arena: 4 Village
Key: '=' Walls, '_' Wood floor, 'Г' 2 levels (10ft.), '-' Stair, '#' Open window, '€' Tree, '%' Door, ':' Stone paving, '.' Grass, 'A-Z' Contestants
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Zævrt has been sharpening his blade watching the fight and waiting for his chance to act.
OOC: Hey guys, I am new and looking to start. :)
(Oh, okay. I'll do that in the future.)
Thistron raises his blade. "Zagga." he says with deadly seriousness. "Let's end this."
Attack: 20
Damage: 7
Thistron Marok, male high elf level 3 fighter
Zagga is wounded but still stands.
I am the one ending it!
Reckless attack action: 18 for 12
bonus action attack: 23 for 18
"Ouch! I wonder if he'll be able to stand up to that." Eldin says while seeing Zagga's vicious attacks.
Still standing, Thistron draws on his Second Wind for 11 HP. "So you say," he replies to Zagga.
Attack: 16
Damage: 13
Crit Damage: 6
edit: (sorry, I accidentally added my bonus to the Crit die, then realized that and rerolled without a bonus, so it says manipulated dice results)
Finishing his sentence, Thistron says over the unconscious Zagga, "But you have no fight left."
Thistron Marok, male high elf level 3 fighter
(Please put the bonus back and then [ roll][ roll:-1]-3[ /roll])
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Thistron strikes. Zagga stays on her feet by sheer force of her rage. She retaliates in her frenzy her first strike is deflected by the plates of Thistron's armor. The second bites in color drains from Thistron's face. Thistron moves to deal a final blow, but as he raises his weapon it slips from his hand and he slumps to the ground.
(On Zaggas previous turn she took down Viator and attacked Thistron with her second, frenzied attack. I don't think that damage is shown on your sheet.)
"Zagga and Thistron both look like they've reached the end! Thistron gets in! Zagga is somehow still on her feet! Zagga strikes! The first blow is deflected! She strikes again! Thistron is on his last leg! No! Thistron is down!"
The announcer leaps down onto the path and moves up to Zagga. He casts Healing Word on Josias and helps him to his feet.
"What an incredible show! The winners! Josias Great Lance! and Zagga the Shark!"
(How are these fights so close every time?)
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Zagga uses relentless endurance to be at 1
"not so fast!"
Reckless action 23 for 15
bonus action attack 13 for 12
"Zagga is done playing!"
HAHAHAHA so we won. HAHAHAHA ... josias smile says he is happy but his eyes speak another story.
you some times you feel like hitting a human with another human
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